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I'm just apologizing for everything my father did," Saul explained, "if it wasn't for him, you might still be with Laufey..."

"I said," Rocky interrupted him bluntly, "you don't need to apologize. If you really want to pursue it, Laufey deserves what he deserves. But I won't apologize for him. I have nothing to do with him long ago. "

"I don't need your apology." Saul said, "You are the most innocent one."

"Nothing is innocent." Loki finally set his sights on Sol, and he took a deep breath, "If I refuse to be adopted by Laufey, if I don't live long enough to be picked up by Mrs. Cole, if the The sperm didn't meet my mother's egg, none of that would have happened. Didn't you hear your dad? 'Everything is destined', Saul, I can't fight it, I'm not innocent."

Silence expanded in the small space, squeezing and flapping the windows.Rocky rolled down the window, and fresh air poured into the car. He leaned against the door to absorb the fresh air. In the rearview mirror, a fat policeman holding coffee and wearing sunglasses was paying close attention to this place. He couldn't wait to leave.

"Then what are you going to do next?" Saul broke the silence.

"Nothing to do." The fat policeman looked at Loki directly in the rearview mirror, and he quickly retreated into the car, pretending that no one was driving, "I'm doing well now, there is no need to change .” The testimonial was hot in his chest. "What about you?" Loki pretended to ask Thor's plan.

"Wait for the money to arrive, then set up a company and start over." Saul said, "I've already decided to start a film and television company. Even if I can't be an actor, at least I can direct them to act for me."

"What would you do if Heimdall didn't find the suicide note?"

"Whether there is a suicide note or not, Hela will agree," Thor looked at Loki, "she has no reason not to agree to my conditions."

"You've been planning this. From living in my apartment," Rocky pointed out.

"I just didn't waste that long Christmas break," Saul said with a smile.

Rocky turned his head impatiently, just in time to meet the fat policeman.The fat policeman knocked fiercely on his glass window, and Loki had to lower the window.

"Hey, boy," said the fat cop curtly, "no parking here, didn't you read the sign?"

"I know," Rocky took out the ticket from his pocket and put it under the opponent's nose, "I received a ticket just now. This reminder is deafening enough." He said as calmly as possible, "I and... ...my friend is in a bit of trouble and we're leaving in a minute."

"3 minutes." The fat policeman stretched out his three stubby fingers, one of which still had some sandwich crumbs on it, "I'll give you 3 minutes, and you will receive another ticket after 3 minutes."

"Thank you." Loki raised the window expressionlessly.After the police left, he turned to Saul and said bluntly, "Have you finished?"

Saul didn't answer right away, until Loki took out his phone and glanced at the time before he said, "I'll come back to you when I finish dealing with the new company."

"It's not necessary."

"My private number will not change." Saul ignored Loki's refusal, "You can contact me or Heimdall at any time."

"I won't contact you."

"I'll come back to you," Thor reiterated.

"..." Loki combed the fallen hair back, and turned to look at Sol, "Are you finished? It's three minutes. Leave, or pay the ticket for me."

Sol looked at him fixedly, and after a long time, he sighed and put his hand on the car door.

"Goodbye."

"Go slowly," Loki turned his gaze away, propped his head on his left hand, leaned his elbow on the steering wheel, and waved his right hand perfunctorily at Sol, "No."

Saul stopped moving.It wasn't until Rocky wanted to look back to see why he didn't leave, that he opened the car door, got out of the car, closed the door, and left Rocky behind.

Loki sat in the cab, watching Sol turn the corner and the last piece of his clothes disappeared.

The fat policeman knocked on Loki's window again, and pointed to his watch.

"Let's go now." Loki frowned and shouted towards the window angrily.He ignited and started the car, kicked the accelerator, and left quickly.

……

In April, the lawn of Central Park was full of greenery, and Loki took Fenrir for a walk by the pool.They just brought it back from Heimdall this morning, and the big guy looked like he hadn't stretched his muscles for a long time, and he was running around happily as if he had been drugged.Loki almost couldn't hold it, he could only let it trot along with him.

"Rocky!" Sol shouted at Loki, who was getting closer and closer, with an ice cream in each hand, "Here!"

They found an unoccupied bench and sat down. Loki refused Sol's ice cream. It was only April and the weather hadn't gotten too hot. He didn't want to be stomach-washed by that Big Ben doctor again.Fenrir became quiet and obedient in front of Sol, and took the initiative to lie aside to bask in the sun.

"This is strawberry flavor, this is chocolate flavor," Sol lifted the ice cream to Loki's mouth, "You really don't want to try it?"

"No." Loki refused. "You can eat them all. You can."

"Okay," Sol began to lick the strawberry-flavored one, and reluctantly brought the chocolate-flavored one to Loki's mouth again, "Really don't want it? Just one bite?"

Loki stared at him, and finally slumped his shoulders, "Just one bite." He stuck out his tongue and licked it, and found that it was really sweet.

Saul squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and began to deal with the two ice creams left and right.The April sun shone on them, making them feel warm. Not far away, a boy was blowing bubbles with soapy water. Bubbles, big and small, floated in the air, refracting the sun into colorful spots .Attracted by the soap bubbles, Fenrir struggled to pounce on them, but the rope stopped him.

"Hey, boy," Thor said to Fenrir, "you can't run around in the park. Come back, come back good boy."

Fenrir obviously couldn't listen to any instructions from its master, it waved its paws excitedly to chase those bubbles, the leash was stretched tightly.

This action caught the boy's attention, he ran over with soapy water, squatted in front of Fenrir, "Can I touch it?"

"Of course," Thor said generously, "it's called Fenrir."

"My name is Pietro," the little boy blew a string of bubbles, one of which landed on the tip of Fenrir's nose, and the big wolfdog turned into a silly cross-eyed, "Hello, Fenrir."

Fenrir barked, and the soap bubble burst.It whimpered sadly.

"Can I take it to play?" Pietro looked at Sol expectantly, "We won't go far," he pointed to a piece of lawn behind him, "My dad and daddy are basking in the sun there, and Dad wants to accompany him." Look at Daddy, Daddy's legs and feet are not very good, Wanda went to see the sea lion show, I don't want to watch that childish thing at all... Would you like to run with me, Fenrir?"

"Of course." Saul hesitated for a second before handing the leash to Pietro. "Look at it, you can do it, boy? Pull the rope. If it unfortunately shits, Luo and I Ki is here," Saul patted the backpack, which contained a small shovel and a garbage bag, "I'll take care of it."

Pietro cheered and led Fenrir to the lawn. He could be seen showing off the wolfdog to his two fathers from a distance, and the one in the wheelchair patted Fenrir on the head.Then Pietro and Fenrir happily ran on the grass.

"Your ice cream is melting," Loki pointed out rudely, interrupting Thor's gaze, "oh well, now they're really

If it gets on clothes, I won't send them to dry cleaning for you. "

Thor frantically licked up the spilled ice cream liquid, and said nonchalantly, "Let Heimdall take care of it later."

Loki crossed his arms and said sarcastically, "I'm starting to sympathize with your assistant."

"In that case," Sol said while looking at Loki intentionally, "Then how about I fire him and hire you?"

"No," Rocky snapped back, "I don't want to be like a 50-year-old woman taking care of my giant, runny-nosed grandson."

"Food and lodging are included, the salary is generous," Saul ate the ice cream, wiped his hands and mouth, and offered a heart-warming condition, "I can also get a few kisses from the president of Thunder Pictures for free—"

"Except for the salary," Loki rolled his eyes to the back of his head, "the rest are not worth-"

Thor leaned in and kissed Loki, slipping his tongue in when Loki was unsuspecting.The tongue mixed with strawberry flavor and chocolate taste captured the territory in Loki's mouth. Loki lost to the opponent, so he had to retreat steadily, passively entangled with Sol.

It was only when Loki slammed Sol's waist for the third time (and harder each time) that he let go of Loki, smiling like the warm afternoon sun at this time, "Is it worth it?"

"Size—"

Thor strikes again.This time he held Loki's neck and interlocked his fingers, and Loki had to cooperate with him.He closed his eyes instinctively, feeling the light passing through Thor's head and shining on his eyelids, casting a flickering red.

After the kiss was over, Thor let go of Loki, who blushed and used the greatest strength in his life, and gave Sol's waist—or kidney—a fist hard and cruelly.

"Listen," Loki wiped his mouth roughly, but it only made his lips more colorful, "don't you try to play tricks on me, these little